Couldn't have said it better myself.
I'm really not very good with deadlines.

Death of a legend.*

This is NOT the sort of news I go to OMG! Yahoo for:

"Director John Hughes, who helmed such legendary 80s films as 'The Breakfast Club' and 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off,' died of a heart attack on Thursday, his rep confirmed to Access Hollywood. The director was 59."

This news made me very sad, as I was and am a big John Hughes fan. I loved his movies with the same uncomplicated love teenage girls everywhere harbored for Ferris Bueller (look at him in that cute nerdy chic sweater vest!) when that movie came out. Come on, he gave us one of the best lip-synched movie scenes ever:

And he gave high schoolers everywhere the gift of thinking that skipping a day every now and then was a right, not a privilege.

And, let's not forget, even in his not as hugely popular movies, he showed a genius for combining music, dialogue, and the beauty of Mary Stuart Masterson:

A moment of silence, please.

*I said legend, and I mean legend.